483, Three days after entering the Shang Dynasty, goodbye Mu Wan
In the world of Immortal Source, I once went to the three-day alchemy sect and the Yuntian Medicine Valley.
This is a large sect that has been famous for its alchemy since the ancient Shenting era. There are many alchemy masters in the sect who have become saints and even become Taoist ancestors.
Most of the first-grade elixirs and elixirs in the Immortal World are refined from Yuntian Medicine Valley.
Yuntian Medicine Valley is also the Holy Land of the Three Heavens, a place where major sects are not allowed to conquer.
But this time, it was different.
The heaven and earth collapsed, the nine heavens turned into three heavens, and the upper three heavens stacked up to form one heaven and earth.
The great powers who were in charge of the Nine Heavens had all left, and almost all the Heavenly Lords and Dao Ancestors had also left.
The Immortal Platform has only been open for so long. If you don't leave, you won't have another chance.
Who doesn’t want to take this opportunity to go to the fairy world?
You are already at the top of this world, so of course you have to go to the sky.
Because they left in a hurry, many sects did not leave any arrangements. At this time, the world collapsed and there was chaos.
The original ban on the protection of Yuntian Medicine Valley has become waste paper.
The jade monument that Wan Xiu had stopped was directly shattered.
Countless practitioners from all walks of life rushed silently into the medicine valley, snatching elixirs and searching for elixirs.
Those captured alchemists will be killed if they disobey even a little bit, even if they hand over all their elixirs.
The alchemist, who was originally noble and revered, now has a life like a cabbage.
Many sects secretly began to search for alchemists and abducted them to their own sects.
In the last three days, the majority of the sects couldn't control their own territory, so why should they care about Yuntian Medicine Valley?
When Han Muye flew down, only the core hall was left in the Yuntian Medicine Valley, which covers an area of 100,000 miles, and it was still holding ground within a radius of more than 10 miles.
Looking around, Han Muye's eyes revealed the slightest hint of murderous intent.
"If something happens to Junior Sister Mu, I want you to be buried with her." He gritted his teeth and whispered, and Han Muye transformed into sword light and rushed towards the main hall ahead.
At this time, in front of the main hall, a ten-foot-long phantom held two hammers and hit the light shield on the main hall.
"boom--"
The mask vibrated, and cracks appeared one after another.
Countless practitioners took advantage of this opportunity and squeezed into the light shield.
In the main hall, the old men in gray robes all had gray faces.
"Junior brothers, I am preparing to self-destruct my soul, and I will never be captured by these villains." The old man's face was filled with sadness, and there was an almost violent power surging in his body.
Around him, the old men nodded.
"Hey, my Yuntian Medicine Valley has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, but I didn't expect to encounter such a disaster." An old man with three golden horizontal stripes on his robe sighed softly.
"It's a pity that there are so many alchemy geniuses in this inheritance." The old man said, his eyes falling on the disciples crowded together in the square outside the main hall.
The disciples here are all the elites of Alchemy in the Three Heavens, and they are the future of Yuntian Medicine Valley, and can even be said to be the future of Alchemy in the Immortal Source Realm.
But now, these alchemy elites are crowded together, waiting for their fate, like lambs to be slaughtered.
They will be enslaved and detained, refining elixirs day and night.
They have no future.
"Haha, since Alchemy is destined to decline, then let everyone fall together."
Looking at the practitioners who had crashed in through the cracks with happy expressions on their faces, a Taoist holding a golden alchemy cauldron in his hand spoke softly.
The alchemy cauldron in his palm was shining with golden light, and terrifying flame power was gathering.
The other old men looked at each other. Some were unwilling, some were regretful, and some were lonely. In the end, these alchemy masters all lowered their heads and slowly closed their eyes.
"boom--"
In the square ahead, a roaring sound sounded.
Have some disciples who are unwilling to be captured started to explode their alchemy cauldrons?
This is Dan Xiu. Although he is not good at fighting, his heart is pure and he will never give in.
Some people sighed softly, looked up to the front with tearful eyes, and were really stunned.
In the square ahead, the practitioners who had originally rushed into the light barrier all had frightened faces.
In front of them, there were still wreckage floating in the air.
Dozens of pills rushed towards these fleeing practitioners.
"boom--"
"boom--"
…
The elixir exploded and tore these fleeing practitioners into pieces.
The elixir explodes!
Such elixirs are extremely precious, but no matter how precious the elixir is, it is not as important as your own life!
"good!"
An old man in the main hall shouted lowly, his eyes shining brightly.
In front of him, several pills entwined with spiritual patterns appeared.
"Uncle, please seize the opportunity when the elixir self-destructs." A clear voice came from the square.
Everyone looked around and saw a female nun wearing a blue robe.
"Mu Wan, was it you who blew up the elixir just now?" A middle-aged alchemy cultivator asked in front of the stone steps of the main hall.
Mu Wan.
Coming from outside the world of Immortal Origin, his cultivation level is not very high and he has not yet reached the heavenly realm, but his talent in alchemy is extremely strong and he is very famous among the younger disciples of Yuntian Medicine Valley.
I just didn't expect that in such a critical time, this female cultivator would show such bravery.
Hearing the words of the middle-aged alchemy cultivator, Mu Wan nodded and raised her hand to point to the light shield: "Actually, as long as we work together, we are not afraid of the entire sect, not to mention the practitioners who came today."
Mu Wan raised her hand, and pills appeared in her palm.
These elixirs are all fourth-grade elixirs.
It's just that there is a trace of sword intent on these elixirs.
Sword Dan.
This is the sword elixir that Han Muye gave her for protection.
"We use elixirs and alchemy cauldrons to kill them, and they will self-destruct whenever they get close. Our elixir cultivators have stronger spiritual thoughts than them. As long as we kill them, we will leave them with no way to escape."
There was hatred in Mu Wan's eyes.
For her, practicing in Yuntian Medicine Valley was second only to the days spent watching the moon.
But these peaceful years were suddenly broken by those bandits outside.
Countless elixirs were robbed, and countless alchemists were kidnapped.
Why can't there be a place in the world where alchemy practitioners can practice safely?
"The elixir self-destructs..." an old man with white hair whispered, shook his head and said: "Such methods are useless for the truly strong."
"Elixirs cannot compare to the violent power of talismans."
If it was really powerful, how could they not explode the elixir?
The ten-foot-long phantom outside cannot be solved by self-explosion of elixirs.
"Masters, even if we blow up all the elixirs and alchemy cauldrons, we will still have a fight." Mu Wan shouted loudly and turned to look at the other alchemy disciples in the square.
"Brothers and sisters, are you willing?"
Are you willing to be robbed?
Are you willing to be killed?
No one is willing to accept it!
An oppressive force is gathering.
Pills appeared one after another in Mu Wan's hand.
She flew into the air and looked at the practitioners gathered outside the light barrier.
As she walked forward step by step, a trace of absolute determination flashed across her face.
"Even if I fall, I will fight to death." A faint but firm fighting spirit emerged from Mu Wan.
When she came out of Tianxuan World, she had seen countless battles and countless lives and deaths.
Leaving Tianxuan was to leave more space for his senior brother so that he didn't need to worry about himself.
This does not mean that Mu Wan is afraid of life and death.
She is no longer the female alchemy cultivator who was unwilling to face life and death.
Outside the mask of light, a pair of vicious eyes stared at Mu Wan.
It was Mu Wan who took action just now and killed the practitioners who rushed into the light shield.
If these practitioners had not been killed and allowed to disperse, they would have wreaked havoc in the hall and disintegrated Yuntian Medicine Valley's final fighting spirit.
For the sects behind these practitioners, they want not only the elixirs, but also the powerful alchemists in the hall.
This is real wealth.
"Kill her." A whisper came from the void.
The 10-foot-long phantom holding two hammers flew forward, rushed forward, and struck down with one hammer.
"Bang——"
The photomask that had just been repaired by myself was broken again.
This time, the mask vibrated and most of it turned into nothingness.
Mu Wan, the square behind Mu Wan, and the main hall behind the square are all revealed.
The giant hammer in the other hand of the ten-foot phantom came down again, hitting Mu Wan on the head.
Mu Wan raised her hand and waved, and all the pills in front of her flew out.
Pills are like rain.
"boom--"
The elixir collided with the giant hammer, and all the elixirs exploded, blowing up the giant hammer directly, and the ten-foot-long shadow also flew backwards.
This scene made Dan Xiu's eyes shine in the square below.
Figures flew out one after another, and the pills in their hands shot forward.
The elixirs gathered into meteors and crashed into the cultivators who were surrounding them.
Each of these elixirs is shining with spiritual light.
If in the past, everyone would laugh heartily when they saw so many elixirs in front of them.
But at this time, everyone's expressions changed.
Because there is an unstable force surging above these elixirs.
The elixir will explode at any time!
"boom--"
The first pill exploded when it flew a hundred feet.
Then the second one, the third one, the thousandth one!
Countless elixirs exploded, causing the power between heaven and earth to begin to change.
This is the result of too much medicinal power pouring out in an instant, causing the power of the surrounding space to change.
I don’t know how many practitioners were injured when these elixirs exploded, and I don’t know who was unlucky enough to be killed.
No one paid attention. At this time, everyone looked ahead in fear as golden elixirs rising like the blazing sun rose up in the hall.
"First-grade Ziyang Pill!"
"Elixir of all things!"
This is a precious elixir whose value is no less than a top-grade magic weapon.
If a single elixir of this kind is placed in the cultivation world, it will attract countless strong people to compete for it.
But at this time, everyone looked at the elixir in fear.
These elixirs are going to explode!
When an elixir explodes, all spiritual energy within thousands of miles will be ignited.
Except for those strong men who have already mastered a great avenue, the rest cannot be stopped even by out-of-body overhaul.
These elixirs self-destructed, and not a single one of them remains here today.
"are you crazy?"
"Are you going to kill all your disciples?"
Some people exclaimed, while others turned around and ran away.
"Humph, a bunch of old men are still looking for death."
"That saint will help you." A loud shout was heard, and a figure appeared in the air.
The mighty spiritual light turned into a giant palm and pressed downwards.
"Jin Zhiyun of Zhaoyang Dao Sect, it turns out that your Zhaoyang Dao Sect plotted against our Yuntian Medicine Valley." In the main hall, an old man stared and shouted.
"Huh, you old people, the world of Xianyuan has collapsed, and large numbers of sects have fled. Our Zhaoyang Dao Sect is no longer the sect that cannot be named."
"Obey and obey me, Zhaoyang Dao Sect, you still have a chance to survive." Jin Zhiyun had a stern sneer on his face, and pressed his huge palm towards Mu Wan's head.
He is a semi-saint major cultivator.
Originally, with his cultivation level, he was just a little guy in Shang San San.
But now that the three great powers have left, he has become a strong man.
As long as he can bring these alchemy cultivators from Yuntian Medicine Valley back to his sect, he will surely create endless benefits in the future.
Taking advantage of the three days of chaos and no one here, as long as all the irrelevant people are killed, even if others come looking for them in the future, Zhaoyang Dao Sect will kill them all.
At this rate, it would only take a few hundred years for Zhaoyang Dao Sect to rise.
Looking at Mu Wan who slowly closed her eyes under the giant palm, a smile appeared on Jin Zhiyun's face.
Little ants.
"Stab-"
There was a sound like cloth being torn.
The giant palm that pressed down suddenly shattered, and a figure appeared next to Mu Wan under the giant palm.
The smile on Jin Zhiyun's face turned into rage.
Who dares to challenge the majesty of a semi-saint power?
"Senior brother..."
Under the giant palm, Mu Wan whispered with her eyes closed, tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
Do you regret it in this life?
not regret.
How could I regret the time spent with my senior brother training my heart in the world of mortals?
But do you really have no regrets?
regret.
I regret that I didn’t face the Taoist struggle side by side with him, didn’t leave a bloodline for him, didn’t stay with him every day...
Love in this world is not painful, but love in this world is difficult to hold on to, isn’t it also extremely painful?
Slowly opening his eyes, the giant palm dissipated. In front of Mu Wan, Han Muye, wearing a white robe and carrying a sword box, stood there.
"Senior brother..."
Mu Wan shook her head and said softly: "It turns out that you can see your senior brother when you die."
"very nice."
After hearing her words, Han Muye reached out and wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
The warm palm on her cheek made Mu Wan stunned.
"Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother..." The tears in Mu Wan's eyes couldn't stop falling.
Han Muye stretched out his arms and hugged her gently.
"Okay, senior brother is here."
Han Muye spoke softly.
The two people hugging each other in the void seemed not to care about anyone around them.
Whether it is the disciples and elders of Yuntian Yaogu inside and outside the main hall below, or the practitioners in front who are surrounding them.
At this moment, it was as if there were only two of them in the world.
"What a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks, haha..." In the hands of Jin Zhiyun with a cold expression, the dark golden talismans turned into flowing light, and with the flames reaching into the sky, it shrouded Han Muye and Mu Wan.
As a great monk who has been practicing for thousands of years, the love in this world has become as thin as paper.
As the flames approached, Han Muye's eyes revealed a trace of killing intent.
He raised his hand.
From the sword box, a sword flew out.
"Buzz——"
The sword light turned into a cyan meteor.
quick.
The sword is reaching its peak.
With just a flicker, the sword light had already passed through the talisman's flame, and then landed in front of Jin Zhiyun.
What a sword this is!
The sword penetrates the air, and the sword breaks the law!
This level of swordsmanship cannot be attained by non-swordsman saints!
This is the last emotion in Jin Zhiyun's heart.
Because in the next moment, the sword had penetrated his body, and then shone in the void with energy, blood and spiritual light.
This sword made everyone look frightened and slowly retreat.
A strong semi-saint cannot block a sword.
Is there such a sword cultivator in the world?
Haven't all the great swordsmen in the last three days left this world and gone to the fairy world?
"Leave behind the looted elixirs and elixirs, and send back all the alchemists who were taken away."
Han Muye turned his head, his eyes shining brightly.
In the sword box behind him, sword lights emerged one after another.
"If you don't want to, I don't mind letting every sword of mine be stained with blood."